"Hey!" Harry whined, trying to push the older one away, but failed. Instead, he sat helpless as Louis slowly covered his chest by re-buttoning his shirt. Then, taking Harry very off guard, Louis leaned over to smell his throat. The younger boy wouldn't lie, that made him go stiff. "Is that my cologne?" Louis asked, making a face. Now Zayn was only laughing more. ᝰ.ᐟ๋࣭⭑🚬 Both Louis and Harry's mothers are best friends. First Louis was born, then 11 years later came Harry. Due to their mother's being so close, and the boy's age gap being so... large, Louis was chosen to be Harry's godfather. Even so, the younger boy can't help but think his silver fox, rich, godfather is really hot. Was there even a chance that the feeling is mutual..? !11 year age gap !toplinson !slight daddy kink !slight niam ✩ Highest rankings: ✩ #1 hbottom #1 larrystylinson #2 toplouis #6 larryau

"You don't want to have the taste of how good it is when you know you will never be able to have it." It was only meant to be a one night thing, but when the country goes into lockdown, Louis Tomlinson finds himself stuck in windsor castle, in company of his royal fucking highness, Harry, the prince of England.

Summary: Zayn and Liam are roommates. They hate each other. (Most of the time.) This is my other fave fic from caitlin or scottmcniceass on ao3. So, enjoy!!!

"i don't need anyone. i just need everyone and then some." - in which tyler is a senior in high-school who's been living on his own for two years and josh is a teacher fresh out of college who's just gotten out of a four-year relationship. - #1 in twentyonepilots 4/18/23 #1 in joshler (again) 10/9/25 ♡

Louis and Harry are best friends. And Harry definitely wasn't expecting to see Louis on a porn website. ⚣ Boyxboy, Larry Stylinson ✎ Original story by Stylinson_Larryxx ✄ Cover by @Stylinson_Larryxx

In the heart of Surrey, lives the estate Worthwood Estate, where Louis Tomlinson's father owns the place and rents the cottage out to people needing a place to hide. Majority of the customers here are rich, famous, and need to leave their normal lives in order to feel a state of peace. During the peak of the holiday season, a new face pops up into the cottage, and Louis has to do everything in him to remain calm. It's not because this particular person is famous-Louis doesn't give a shit about that- but it's because this so happens to be Harry Styles, and for years Louis' sisters have swooned over the popstar, and he too, secretly crushes over him. What'll happen during the month Harry has booked the cottage? And what'll happen when he finally has to leave the peaceful bliss and return back to reality?

**THIS WORK IS UNEDITED. FOR AN UPDATED AND EDITED VERSION PLEASE HEAD TO MY AO3 PAGE LINKED IN MY BIO** Louis didn't believe in love at first sight until he met his neighbour Harry, the gorgeous man in the apartment next door who saved lives and had a smile that made his knees weak. Louis was determined that today was the day he would finally grow some balls and ask Harry on a date. Until his plans were disrupted by an unexpected delivery. One that would surely ruin his chances at any kind of love life. Or, maybe it would be just what Louis needed to bring he and Harry closer together.

Louis tried. He really did. He tried so hard to only love him as a friend but he couldn't do it. Not when Harry was so much more than a platonic 'mate'. Just because of that it cut so deeply when Harry had to rest everything on these three words. A Larry Stylinson fanfiction. mature because: language mostly because Louis Tomlinson is the main character and he swears a lot. There's also a lot of smut like really seriously a lot. Now you've been warned HIGHEST RANKINGS: #8 in Larry

[COMPLETED] ❝What are you going to paint?❞ ❝You.❞ -_-_- The one where Zayn is a homeless street artist and Liam is a successful business man. Zayn decides to color his life outside the lines. And while he does that, Liam finds out that there's more to Zayn's art than he had thought. [#107 in fanfiction] Copyright © 2014-2015 || boytoys

"So Liam asked you to slide down his pole then?" Harry yells over the music. Zayn nods for a second before he starts frowning. "Wait, no, not like that! He was being nice!" "You've called Liam nice like, ten thousand billion times tonight," Harry points out. "You fancy him!" "Do not," Zayn protests. His head feels heavy so he lets it drop onto Harry's shoulder. "He's just -" "Nice?" Harry supplies unhelpfully. Or the one where Liam's a fireman, Zayn's a photographer and yeah, there's a calendar shoot or two involved. This fic is written by carissima from AO3, so if you not impatient enough to wait me to post it chapter by chapter then you can read it in ao3 in one go.